"Can I join?" Quincy grabbed a stone, and threw it at the sky. In less than a second, the stone returned to the ground.

Searren gazed at the stone meditatively and muttered, "You have to throw harder."

"Hm?"

Searren stood up and picked up the stone. Making sure that the young prince was watching, he stretched his right arm backward and pitched hard. The stone flew into the distance. Quincy stared in the stone's path with wide eyes.

"Cooooooool!!!!!!!"

For the rest of that afternoon, the cyborg and the prince of Lashute practiced pitching.

Weeks following, Quincy and Searren spent their afternoons together, every day working to improve something.

The day after the stone incident, Searren taught Quincy to improve his speed. They roamed the desert of Aridia with weights. Searren stopped into Hazatak to equip himself with heavy armor. Quincy planted himself in the armor shop and gazed as Searren piled his torso, head, arms, and legs with metals crafted for an Arachnidbot -- a cyborg four times his size.

When the cyborg was ready, he looked over the counter for heavy armor for Quincy.

"I want what you have," Quincy suggested.

"It's too heavy."

" I can handle it."

"Prince, I use this to challenge my strength, and I can support up to six times the mass you can support."

"I want what you have," the prince protested.

Reluctantly, Searren surrendered. He gave Quincy his * as an initiation. The second the plate fell on Quincy's arms, it sunk to the ground. The young prince stuggled to lift it.

"Let that be it for today," Searren said.Quincy did not argue.

Quincy and Searren spent so much time in Aridia that the prince purchased the clothes of the natives. His elegant princely garments became a black vest, black hat, loose fitting pants, cuffs, and flat shoes. His weapon of choice became throwing knives instead of the expected prince's weapon, the sword. Instead of wearing armor, Quincy learned to be lithe and evasive. The only sign of his princehood was the cape that he wore, bound by an emerald.

As Quincy prepared to embark on another training day with Searren, his father entered his room.

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